It's May, it's May! It's time to get married!
The wedding month has arrived! I know you all have been counting down the days along with me, right?
This is an illustration of me, (after my shin-elongation surgery and skin grafting to become permanently tan) on my honeymoon. Just kidding. I wouldn't ride a vespa without a helmet.
This isn't any one in particular - it's everyone, anywhere, who ever loved springtime and vespas and mixing high-waisted silk, party pants with vintage scarves and navy and white stripes in the crisp, new sun.
But - to answer your burning question, yes, we are going on a honeymoon! And yes, I hope to channel this fierce vixen's joie de vivre while my new husband and I are galavanting around the island nation of Corsica in our Fiat 500 which we do not yet know how to drive. That's right, in 18 days, my betrothed and I shall set forth for a land in which they do not have automatic transmissions and neither of us can drive stick. Stay tuned for developments on that front.... and Happy May!